Free Bruised Angel (River of Lies #2) by Sammy King Page B

she wanted to feel him cum as he had felt her. Mason groaned and arched his hips. She ran her palm across the top as his groans became throatier and more regular.
    “Here it comes” he groaned as he lifted his hips and slowed his movements.
    Suddenly his cock twitched and her hand was being filled with his creamy juice. Mason held his breath as she ran her hand all over the glistening head. He reached out with his other hand and held her hand still. Chelsea realised that he must have got as sensitive as she did. She looked up at his face, and he opened one eye to look at her. She grinned at him and kissed the corner of his mouth, which brought a throaty chuckle from Mason.  He shook his head.
    “You are the most surprising girl I’ve ever known.” he said.
    Chelsea cocked her head and looked at him.
    “What do you mean?” she asked.
    Mason shook his head again.
    “Girls don’t normally take such pleasure in watch a guy jerk off, you know” he said.
    Chelsea shrugged her shoulder.
    “Maybe they should, that was awesome” she said with a grin.
    Mason laughed a loud belly laugh.
    “We might want to get cleaned up” he said looking over at his phone for the time.
    Chelsea had been dreading this day, the day that she would have to go back to school. The day that she would have to face normalcy, the day that she would go back to being the freak, the suicidal freak.  Chelsea sighed and nodded, she would have much preferred to spend the day in bed exploring Mason. She rolled onto her back trying to give herself a silent pep talk to encourage her.
    “I’ve got your back Chels” Mason said.
    She turned her head to look at him.
    “How do you read my mind?” she said.
    Mason laughed again and shook his head, sitting up and swinging his legs to the side of the bed. She watched as he walked into the bathroom, leaving the door open, she could hear him at the toilet, on one hand this level of intimacy felt strange because she had never experienced it before but at the same time it felt so comfortable. She lifted her hand and saw the goo that was still mingled between her fingers, grabbing the tissues from the bedside table and cleaning it off. She heard the shower start up when she sat up and got out of bed, rummaging through her bag for her school uniform.  Chelsea’s eyes widened when Mason wandered into the bedroom completely naked. He stopped and looked at her with that crooked smile.
    “Why do you look shocked now? You just saw me” he said shaking his head.
    Chelsea smiled and laughed.
    “It’s just going to take a bit to get used to” she said as she went to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
    Chelsea wasn’t quite ready for Mason to see her naked yet. She knew that seemed ridiculous after what they had done that morning, but there were some things she wasn’t willing to share with him just yet. Chelsea stood under the hot water feeling it trickle over  her head and body trying to think about every scenario that could happen at school.  She didn’t want to face Mason’s friends, she knew that Lincoln will have already told everyone, including Maddison. She was grateful to have art up first, her favourite subject, however her stomach churned at the thought of having to face Dylan. He had no idea what was going on with her and Mason. She knew he hated Mason, a little like how she felt about Maddison and although she knew she couldn’t take Dylan’s feelings into account when it came to her love life, she didn’t want to hurt him. She would be hurt if Dylan hooked up with Maddison, so how could she expect Dylan to feel any different?
    Chelsea sighed and soaped up her body. When she got dried and dressed she went into the bedroom, pulling her hair into a messy bun, Mason wasn’t in the room. She gathered up her school bag and art book and went into the living area looking for him. As she rounded the corner she bumped into Duggar.
    “Sorry I wasn’t watching where I was going” Chelsea said